I am an Observer

I am an observer who’s seen society’s true face I wonder why few believe while many have lost their way I hear the cries for help as they echo through the gutters I see the harm we cause to ourselves and others I want to wake up and realize this is just a dream I am an observer who’s seen society’s true face

I pretend everyday while saying I’m okay I feel pain and only pain to the point where I am numb I’ve touched the scares left by life I worry that they will never truly heal I cry inside, for enough tears have been shed I am an observer who’s seen society’s true face

I understand only that I can never understand I speak the truth to those with open ears and endless minds I dream of the day I can finally rest I try and try to make it through I hope one day to regain my ability to hope I am an observer who’s seen society’s true face

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I wholeheartedly agree with poet100. It's simple and direct, and it has such a powerful meaning. GREAT job. I especially love these lines:

"I understand only that I can never understandI speak the truth to those with open ears and endless mindsI dream of the day I can finally restI try and try to make it throughI hope one day to regain my ability to hopeI am an observer who’s seen society’s true face"